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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 11, 2017 1:06:00 GMT -5
I wouldn't mind waiting more on Monday, though if this hiatus continues on Tuesday or even further...
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Post by vman0 on Dec 13, 2017 20:38:06 GMT -5
HELLO BOYS!
I'M BACK
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 13, 2017 20:39:22 GMT -5
Where the f**k have you been, V?
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Post by vman0 on Dec 13, 2017 20:40:38 GMT -5
Had some computer problems, a camp, etc.
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Post by vman0 on Dec 13, 2017 20:43:57 GMT -5
Alright, let's choose option A.
Bill: "So who the hell is Dieter Stark, exactly?"
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 13, 2017 20:43:58 GMT -5
Alright, it explains why you couldn't notify us beforehand of your absence.
TARB! FEEL FREE TO KILL, MAIM, OR CAUSE GREAT HARM TO V!
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Post by vman0 on Dec 13, 2017 20:44:35 GMT -5
Meesa already choose option
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Post by Tarbtano on Dec 14, 2017 19:55:55 GMT -5
Bill ducked behind the counter and click the mic back on to try and talk to Roland. Skill roll! z0DXuCvAp_ 3 + roll 6 + role bonus 1 + dialogue bonus 1 = 11!... Bonus success!
"So who the hell is Dieter Stark, exactly?"
Thankfully a bullet hadn't lodged itself in the radio unit, although there was an extremely close miss.
Roland chimed back in, "Stark is an egomaniac and no gentleman. He's one of the main reasons I didn't answer Dodgson's call to arms."
"You two date?"
"I'll elect to ignore that, but I confronted him before, more than once. He has not a single shred of subtlety to it and will attack anything that enraged him full on... As no doubt the hail of bullets proves.
"Any weaknesses?" Bill grumbled, not feeling much better after calling.
"... His will. He has the utmost will to be as dominant as he can over situation. Call it a delusion of grandeur but he sees himself as the most powerful predator on the planet. If anything scars that pride he'll flying into a rage, but it also means to underestimate almost anything. Especially that which is unassuming. I'd say your best measure is to lure him in close and catch them off-guard"
Crowly the Compy chirped in his box, causing Bill to deadpan at it.
"... Duly noted."
Randy, mindful of the bullets flying all around, quickly try to look about to find something useful.
"Let's hope something in here is psycho repelling...."
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4 + roll 2 + dialogue bonus 1 = 7!... Partial success.
While he didn't manage to find anything that seemed to be good for offense, did find something you least helpful for defense. A thick metal sheet that had popped off the wall after being jostled loose by a bullet. When Randy pulled it up to him he could see that there were several dents showing bullets clearly pinged off the surface, indicating it was bulletproof. As a bonus he managed to get out of sight as he pulled up next to him to the side of Crowly's cage, making him look like a piece of the shelf and almost unnoticeable.
Gary snarled as he saw Stark's approach and grabbed the shifter before he barked through the intercom.
"Remember to put on your seatbelts, boys. The Lucky Dragon is in for rough ride from here on out. Alright, you bite me I'll bite you back, B*tch!"
Gary threw the shift into reverse.
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3 + roll 1 + dialogue bonus 1 = 5!...
Lucky Dragon suddenly jolted and threw itself backwards. The sheer mass difference between the trailers and Stark's ride meet the winner of the coalition obvious. The problem was Gary's plot backfired in a specific way. The back door was opened when one of the bullets hit the latch and broke it, and Dieter might have been wounded but he was still an extremely fit and able man. He will take advantage of the collision he jumped right before impact and ended up flying forward through the doorway. Bill and company might have been more secured, causing Dieter to stumble, but it one last long. No one had paid any attention to the dinosaurs in front of them in the trail. If they had they would've noticed that pack was running away from something. Something that let out an explosive or and thundering steps as it charged the stalled trailers from the side and slammed it multiton mass into them. Gary only got a glimpse of a bipedal stance and massive jaws before the trailers started spiraling off the trail and down the hillside.....
After a long tallboy in which they knocked over every tree they hit, the team groaned and managed to pull themselves out of their delirium. Gary was upside down, the first trailer having gotten flipped over. The back trailer was miraculously right side up, but up on a harsh angle, caught on a tree and unable to move. The ground was starting to shake around the first trailer from a distant rumble, a distant approach. The cabins are wreck multiple broken lights, papers and glass thrown everywhere, and a squawking Crowly wanting to be let out. In the back cabin, Dieter Stark heaved and snarled as he struggled to his feet with his gun at the ready, soon locking eyes upon Bill and Dr. Levine with an unnoticed Randy to his side. Bloodshot eyes and a bloodied mouth leered.
Gary, do you A. Stay calm and stay still to try and see if the creature passes? (stealth roll) B. Use your ka-bar knife to try and cut your way out of the stuck seatbelt? (skill roll)
Bill, do you A. Attempt to shove a set of sparking cords into Dieter's face? (action roll) B. Taunt/Roast Dieter's pride and coax him forwards to distract him? (skill roll)
Randy, do you A. Attempt to hit Stark on the head with the wall panel you're holding? (action roll) B. Attempt to unlatch Crowly's cage and shove it onto Dieter's head without being seen? ··
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 14, 2017 20:13:51 GMT -5
Nooooo! Mah machismo failed me.
I choose A.
Gary: We crashed?! Unbelievable, this is what i get for naming the trailers after an irradiated Japanese fishing boat. I guess this will be one of those moments where my best option is to shut up and play dead.
V, taunt the Swede.
Dive, release Crowley. He now understands his duty as a conscripted soldier of The Mauve Shirts.
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Post by diverseinterests47 on Dec 14, 2017 20:21:09 GMT -5
Release the Comp (option B)!
Randy: Dammit, I had something for this.
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Post by vman0 on Dec 15, 2017 4:32:09 GMT -5
Choose to taunt Dieter, I shall.
"Well, well! It seems you've lost your bone,, Mr. Apex of Apex predators. I must say, how will you get out of this pickle? Go guns blazing and go out like that lawyer on Nubile Nublar? Surrender and jump off the island as the beta of all betas or try some hair-raising scheme?"
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Post by Tarbtano on Dec 16, 2017 8:52:44 GMT -5
Garry groaned and shook his head to clear the delirum, "We crashed?! Unbelievable, this is what i get for naming the trailers after an irradiated Japanese fishing boat."
He heard and felt a rumbling drawing closer And froze accordingly.
-I guess this will be one of those moments where my best option is to shut up and play dead.-
He went limp. Stealth roll! IlsTaF5ep_ 3 + roll 5 + dialogue bonus 2 = 10!... Success!
The shakes grew closer, one big rumble and then the other. Definitely a bipedal creature. Gary felt it a draw in, glimpsing the tip of a huge snout swing down outside the shattered windshield. It sniffed, thankfully smelling more barbecue sauce than him. Curious, the creature nudged the trailer and despite only using a little bit of force relative to its massive size, it managed to tilt the entire trailer off the ground. Several claws, likely from a foot, came up through the windshield and kicked trailer upwards before letting it crash back to the ground. If this creature felt its territory had been trespassed into, it now seems content the intruder, the trailers, was dead. Snorting, it pulled away and walked away on deceptively quiet footsteps now that it wasn't stomping.
A ways away in the other trailer, Bill threw his hands up in the air and put on the best mocking tone he could to try and draw as much attention as possible.
"Well, well! It seems you've lost your bone, Mr. Apex of Apex predators. I must say, how will you get out of this pickle? Go guns blazing and go out like that lawyer on Nubile Nublar? Surrender and jump off the island as the beta of all betas or try some hair-raising scheme?"
Skill roll! p_ 3 + roll 3 + dialogue bonus 2 = 8!... Success!
If Dieter Stark said anything in response, nobody could make it out. Because what came out of his mouth was such angered gibberish and he'd lost so much blood it was completely incomprehensible. The intent was clear the, he walked right past where Randy was hiding in approached Bill while leveling his rifle at the latter's chin.
Randy saw Bill's distraction and let his mind race to try to find a solution.
"Dammit, I had something for this," he whispered to himself while frantically looking around for something, anything that might work as the rumbling shakes outside closer.
A Eureka moment is him when he heard a angry hissing coming from the box to the left. Crowly the Compy was still inside make-shit cat carrier and Randy just got an idea of what to do. He rolled his eyes and thought a prayer, knowing he only had one chance to get this right and he had equipped to avoid being noticed. Rushing out just as Bill started roasting Dieter again, Randy lunged for Crowly's containment.
Action roll! p_ 3 + roll 2 + dialogue bonus 1 = 6!... Success (Ooooooh but oh so barely!)
Managing to snatch up the container before the madman turned around, Randy ripped the door open and stuffed it ontop of Dieter's head. The madman panic fired into the walls, sending sparks and ricocheting bullets all over the trailer miraculously did not hit anyone. His roar turned to screams as Crowly lunged for his face and went to work. The rumbling outside grew much closer, whatever it was was attracted to the noise and about to be right on top of them. Cracking explosion sounded off to indicate a massive oak tree had been shoved over and snapped like a twig, smashed open had its trunk.
Gary, do you A. Stay in the trailer and see if there's anything else worth using? (skill roll) B. Leave the trailer to try and find and help the others? (stealth roll)
Bill, do you A. Run out the front door behind you closer to where the noises coming from? (action roll) B. Run out the back door in front of you and have to go past Dieter? (action roll)
Randy, do you A. Run out the back door in the clear and get out of the trailer as fast as possible? (action roll) B. Try to kick down Dieter to make safer passage for Bill and Dr. Levine? (action roll) ··
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 16, 2017 14:36:26 GMT -5
I choose A.
Gary: Alright, looking around the trailer for... Something, maybe more barbecue sauce? Anyway, go Randy! Kick his ass.
V, go out the back door.
Dive, beat the shit out of Dieter.
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Post by vman0 on Dec 16, 2017 15:33:24 GMT -5
Let us begin with option B(EE)
Bill: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sweet, but it seems you've now got the EQ of an Ant, as well as the IQ of a woodlouse. Now, toodles!"
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Post by diverseinterests47 on Dec 16, 2017 16:26:27 GMT -5
Kicking the psycho (option B).
"Somehow, I didn't imagine I'd be kicking insane bounty hunters today."
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 16, 2017 16:27:43 GMT -5
It's option B.
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Post by diverseinterests47 on Dec 16, 2017 16:29:18 GMT -5
Fixed.
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Post by Tarbtano on Dec 18, 2017 2:59:38 GMT -5
Gary rummaged through the trailer, able to hear everything he could that was transpiring in the other trailer via the intercom. Hoping you was going the way he was thinking it was going, he got to work and sang a cheer... Just, not too loud just in case anything heard him outside.
"Alright, looking around the trailer for... Something, maybe more barbecue sauce? Anyway, go Randy! Kick his ass."
Skill roll! Fy4O04Xpp_ 2 + 3 + dialogue bonus 1 = 6!... Partial success!
While he didn't manage to find anything that seemed to be of value, the emergency kits must and spelled out a broken window during the tumble, he did manage to find one last thing of use. One extra pack of barbecue sauce (+1 stealth to user)...
Dieter flailed and swore in incomprehensible angrish, his finger nearly pulling upon the trigger and risk firing a spray of bullets all over the cabin. Randy knw that luck would not last. He had to the clear the way for the others to get out, and there seemed to be one simple way to do that.
"Somehow, I didn't imagine I'd be kicking insane bounty hunters today."
Action roll! p_ 3 + roll 1 + dialogue bonus 1 = 5!... Partial success!
Randy lunged forward and kicked his boot into the back of Dieter's legs to try and force him to crumble to the ground. Unfortunately he couldn't completely budge the muscular man, though he did manage to push and down just barely enough to clear the way.
Bill and Dr. Levine lunged over the opening and made a run for it, Bill whacking Crowly's box as he passed, earning a shrill roar from the maniac.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sweet, but it seems you've now got the EQ of an Ant, as well as the IQ of a woodlouse. Now, toodles!"
Action roll! p_ 3 + roll 4 + dialogue bonus 1 = 8!... Success!
They managed to successfully get all around Stark without taking a direct shot, however that didn't discount indirect hits. Dieter squeezed the trigger and sprayed more bullets. One of which ricocheted off the floor and gouged Bill in the arm.
"AAAH F***!", Bill barked as he clutched his arm.
Thankfully the bullet didn't dig in, just grazed him after ripping the skin off, but a thick, red warmth of blood started to trickle down his arm.
There was however little time to think about that, as a massive foot came down on the trailer wall and crushed it in between its talons. A truly enormous dinosaur started to become visible through the thick foliage. It hissed as it pinned the trailer under itself just as Bill and company spilled out the back of it, its attention thankfully more on the vehicle... for now. But even from the distance, Gary could hear the mammoth roars coming from a clearly enraged beast.
Randy, do you A. Try to identify the dinosaur? (skill roll + role bonus) B. Head for the south towards the compound as fast as you can? (action roll) C. Try to sneak away while the dinosaur is distracted, slow but steady? (stealth roll)
Gary, do you A. Give the BBQ sauce to one of your teammates after running over to them? (action roll) B. Run over to your teammates and keep the sauce handy? (action roll) C. Circle around the long way and go ahead towards the compound to scout it? (stealth roll + role bonus)
Bill, do you A. Light a road flare to try and further distract the beast? (skill roll) B. Head for the south towards the compound as fast as you can? (action roll) C. Try to sneak away while the dinosaur is distracted, slow but steady? (stealth roll) ··
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 18, 2017 3:55:47 GMT -5
Ahh Tarb, I was f**king kidding about the BBQ, I know you are screwing around with me.
Anyway, I choose... Option C to essentially fill my role as the tracker since this game doesn't really give me much opportunity to utilize my class(to the point that I was questioning my choice).
Gary: Sh*t! We'll have to ditch the trailers. I'll go ahead and scout the path by myself, meet you at the destination as planned. Sorry that I don't have the time to kiss your boo-boo and make you feel better, Quack Bill. Though they should seriously enforce gun-control laws around here.
Dive, I know this is risky but identify the Dino currently mauling the trailers so that we know what we're up against.
V, sneak away.
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Post by diverseinterests47 on Dec 18, 2017 7:53:01 GMT -5
Alright. I'll try to ID our mystery friend (Option A).
"Why is it that every time I try to ID something it wants to kill us?"
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Post by vman0 on Dec 18, 2017 17:01:01 GMT -5
Sometimes, cowards do survive... (Option C):
Bill: "Not to be a coward, but... I think it's time to screw this situation and hightail it. Now I shall leave for, uh... The Worker Camp. Yes..."
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 18, 2017 19:10:47 GMT -5
Though V, why the Worker Camp? We all agreed to go to the Compound and going elsewhere would kinda defeat the purpose of me scouting it.
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Post by vman0 on Dec 19, 2017 3:12:58 GMT -5
It's a ploy to trick Dieter?
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 19, 2017 3:14:13 GMT -5
I see, confusing him with contradictory statements though I could change up my dialogue to make it more vague?
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Post by Tarbtano on Dec 20, 2017 0:10:58 GMT -5
Gary pulled up the intercom for however long it might work still and hoped they could hear them. "Sh*t! We'll have to ditch the trailers guys. I'll go ahead and scout the path by myself, meet you at the destination as planned. Sorry that I don't have the time to kiss your boo-boo and make you feel better, Quack Bill. Though they should seriously enforce gun-control laws around here." Biting his lip and hoping Dieter didn't hear that too, he set out from his trailer and circled around the noise from the attack on the other trailer even as the BBQ sauce smell on him wore off. Stealth roll! qTS|TRi9p_3 + roll 6 + role bonus 2 + dialogue bonus 1 = 12! Bonus success!
Managing to remembered his training out in the woods across multiple biomes, Gary blended into the foliage and moved about with barely a whisper. It was hardly necessary to fully masking sound with the enormous racket going on nearby, whatever was attacking the trailers had stirred up a whole jungle; but in this sort of situation on this island he wasn't taking any chances. Circling around the mess, he could observe several things. For one there were many different types of dinosaurs, many of which he didn't have a chance to get a good look at, running about in the jungle and more specifically running away from something. But that wasn't the only noise he heard, it was very very hard to pick up but there was something else there. A humming. One anyone who around any sort of equipment would recognize. A generator. There was a running generator somewhere around here and has he got close to the Embryonics Compound he found out where. The compound was not empty, the lights were all on in one of the containment buildings and more specifically the electric fence surrounding the compound was still operating based off the humming it was giving. He thought he might have glimpsed someone inside one of the buildings.... Randy stumbled after Bill and looked back. "Why is it that every time I try to ID something it wants to kill us?!" The creature was massive, easily double the height of the already tall trailers and it's back was pushing up into the canopy when it reared up. That said it was so big its greater body was obscured by all the foliage. Dr. Levine, having stumbled with his glasses, attempted to get a good look at it to. "Is it a Tyrannosaurus?" Skill roll p_3 + roll 6 + role bonus 2 + dialogue bonus 1 = 12!... Bonus success! "No," Randy muttered, "it looks bigger...." Randy noted the massive arms, hooked thumb claws, crocodile-like snout, and indications of a sail hidden in the trees. " Spinosaurus aegyptiacus. 60 feet long, 20 feet high." Dr. Levine furrowed his brow, "I memorized Hammond's InGen list, that wasn't on it." "Meaning?" Dr. Levine watched the monstrosity of nature rip the trailer open like a tin can. "That it wasn't ever meant for Jurassic Park and isn't supposed to be here..." Before they could ponder more the possibility, Bill grabbed them both by the arm and tugged them along to try to get them the safety. "Not to be a coward, but... I think it's time to screw this situation and hightail it. Now I shall leave for, uh... Compound. Yes? Yes..." Stealth roll! p_2 + roll 3 + dialogue bonus 1 = 6!... Partial success! They were quiet, they didn't get the Spinosaurus's attention. Dieter did. He stumbled out of the trailer and pried the box off his head, swearing incoherently as he threw away and grabbed the small dinosaur clinging to his face. Crowly fought admirably, jaws lodged in Dieter's eyesocket, but he couldn't get off in time before the rabid man ripped him, and his eyeball, off and threw him to the ground. Crowly squawked sharply as Dieter opened fire several bursts of ammo. Heaving in his breath, he heard a low rumble overhead. Glaring skyward he found the Spinosaurus looking right back. "C-Grk! SCLY MANGED ******!" He threw the gun upwards and squeeze the trigger, firing full auto into the creature. "DIE YOU **** *** COME ON!" Dieter Dearing Stark was a renowned poacher and had hunted lions, elephants, tigers, crocodiles, even a whale. He'd also murdered many of his own species after a dishonorable discharge. He was brutal, ruthless, voracious, and scheming. But when the Spinosaurus, shrugging off the bullets but barely managed to pierce its hide before the worst of them got lodged its muscle, lunged down at him; Stark screamed bloody murder. Even as he just barely managed to avoid the snapping jaws, his killer instinct kept going. He didn't flee, he wanted to kill it. He would kill it. Dropping his spent gun and grabbing onto the top jaw, the Spinosaurus snarled and lifted its head up into the air with Dieter clinging to it. The merc drew out an oversized bowie knife as he lashed at his attacker. Maybe he could get a hint into the eye, slit the throat, or gouge into the brain. Yes, he'd do them all in a quick motion. The Spinosaurus thrashed and he managed to hang on and strike. There was a torrent of blood. But life isn't a videogame with unlimited stamina and quick time reflexes. The knife couldn't piece the throat outside of a quick glance because the hide deflected the angle, the eye was too small a target to hit when being thrashed about, and his attempts to grasp the knife with both hands and stab the spot he assumed was the brain only resulted in him losing his grip. In the end, the torrent of blood was the result of the Spinosaurus' thumb claw gouging through his chest and emerging out of his sternum with the sickening crack of all his ribs being shattered. Only mildly annoyed at the transgression, the dinosaur flicked the dead human away and painted the forest red. Snorting at the intrusion of its territory, it looked for the source that may remain. It "killed" the trailers and the idiot monkey that attempted to attack it. Now it just needed to find what else was amiss, letting out an enormous roar that rattled the whole forest. Gary, do you A. Run the perimeter of the compound and try to find a way inside around, under, or above the electrified fences? (stealth roll + role bonus) B. Stay hidden and meet up with the others where they may be? (stealth roll + role bonus) Bill, do you A. Continue to make your way towards the compound? (stealth roll) B. Stop and try and hide from the Spinosaurus? (stealth roll) Randy, do you A. Use the medical kit on Gary to stop the bleeding on where he got grazed by a bullet? (skill roll) B. Continue to make your way towards the compound? (stealth roll) ··
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 20, 2017 0:45:12 GMT -5
Ohhh Crowley, no! He was a brave young soldier, he didn't deserve such a violent death at the hands of that d**k... But his sacrifice will not be in vain. It is our duty as the living to remember the sacrifices that our courageous troops made and give them meaning! Mauve Shirts, onwards!
I choose B.
Gary: I knew it! Had a gut feeling that there was something going on around here ever since last night. An operation this big may be a bit too much for me to handle alone, not to mention the big ass monster roaming about back there, I don't have the firepower to take that thing down should it chase me. The best thing to do at the moment is hide and wait for the others.
V, hide.
Dive, heal V so that his wound doesn't possibly get infected and the blood giving away your position to the Spino.
And Tarb, you got me confused for Dive. Gary is me and Randy is Dive.
Gary=Temnizziv Randy=Dive
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Post by vman0 on Dec 20, 2017 0:47:54 GMT -5
Hide and Seek, anyone? (Option B)
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Post by diverseinterests47 on Dec 20, 2017 0:51:26 GMT -5
Helping V (option A).
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Post by Tarbtano on Dec 22, 2017 2:43:22 GMT -5
"I knew it! Had a gut feeling that there was something going on around here ever since last night." Gary whispered to himself as he looked at the sight before him.
He grumbled, "An operation this big may be a bit too much for me to handle alone, not to mention the big ass monster roaming about back there, I don't have the firepower to take that thing down should it chase me. The best thing to do at the moment is hide and wait for the others..."
Keeping an eye on all of his surroundings, Gary tried to creep back the way he came in hopes of finding the others. Stealth roll! rCr4uOYLp_ 3 + roll 5 + dialogue bonus 2 + role bonus 2 = 12!... Bonus success
While he went unnoticed, the Spinosaurus' roars didn't. The powered building in the compound beeped before a barely audible whistling sound was emitted from the speakers. The Spinosaurus growled and paced backwards, whining and pawing at it ear from the high-pitched sound it could hear the humans couldn't. (+2 to all stealth rolls for the next 2 turns due to the unnamed bull Spinosaurs being driven back slightly. It may attack if it sees you but the noise will keep it from hearing you all or wandering closer without provocation)
"Hold up for a bit," Bill grunted quietly as he held at his wound and swore, "How's that things sense of smell?"
"Better then ours for sure," Levine noted as he helped the wincing man sit behind the cover of some shrubs, "But not as good at the Tyrannosaurus rex, the T.rex's olfactory sensory array was-"
"Not relevant, Dick." Bill grunted at Richard Levine, knowing full well what the abbreviated form for Richard was.
Before Levine could protest snobbishly, and likely spoiled cover, Randy chimed in.
"Let's stop you from bleeding everywhere just in case though," he noted while pulling out the medical kit's cleaning pads and bandaging.
Stealth roll! Skill roll! p_p_ 2 + roll 2 + Gary's bonus 2 = 6!... Success! (thanks to Tem) 4 + roll 4 = 8!... Success!
Managing not to alert the Spinosaurus, or any other predators were driven back by the whistling, Randy managed to patch up Bill and Bill managed not the bleed out (2 uses in the medical kit left!). Needless to say however the near silent approach and reunion by Gary though nearly caused them a heart attack. Now back together, the next course of action was required. Especially with trailers destroyed, the only place they could get a good enough signal to send the rescue was the embryonic compound. Said compound was apparently occupied and surrounded by an electric fence, at the perk the whistling coming over said fence was at least temporarily keeping the dinosaurs away.
Choose your path as a team!
Do you, A. Try diplomacy? -Attempt to hail whoever is in the compound? You'll need one person using the radio unit, another to keep watch for dinosaurs just in case, and another to visually signal the compound at their gate if they open the door.
B. Try to invade? -Attempt to gain entry by carving or breaking your way in. You'll need have a look out, someone to set up the bolt cutters to cut through the fence, someone to cut wood to manipulate the bolt cutters to snap their jaws down without someone holding them.
C. Try to sneak in? -Attempt to gain entry to the compound without disrupting the electricity or revealing yourselves. You'll need someone to scout the perimeter, someone to keep watch, and someone else to lure away the Spinosaurus and any other predators in the area; just in case.
You can swap around items to assist each other in these tasks, such as trading someone the ghillie suit to help them with stealth or the knife to carve up wood. ··
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Post by Temnizziv on Dec 22, 2017 13:43:23 GMT -5
So guys, do we use diplomacy or stealth? Because I don't think invasion will turn out good for us.
If we go for Diplomacy, there's a good chance that whoever is inside doesn't give a sh*t about us and will leave us to hang, but successfully could potentially save us from much trouble.
Stealth, we could get the drop on this mystery person should they be hostile, but we might have to face even more of the standard JP dangers along the way. If we go this route then I'll apply the extra pack of BBQ sauce to myself and take Dive's Ghillie Suit while lending him my binoculars in turn.
And Tarb, that Spino will be dubbed Sobek.
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